"Do you really have a boyfriend ?!" Song Yiren jumped up and said: "Quite honestly!" Bei Mingmo whispered: "Don't be like this, it's just for fun ... you know, I have found many boyfriends when I was in school!" Song Yiren knows this. She and Bei Mingmo are usually inseparable from each other, but she has never been in love, but Bei Mingmo has made many boyfriends. It's just that Beimingmo's boyfriend is like playing a house, no more than three months at a time, and there are many reasons for breaking up. such as: The other party suddenly changed her hairstyle, which did not meet Bei Mingmo's aesthetic, so let's split it, so as not to damage her image; The other party said that the Song Yi people took up Beimingmo too much time, so when they touched Beimingmo's reverse scale, they turned over and kicked the person directly; As another example, the other party bought a cup of milk tea and was seen by Bei Mingmo. He felt that the boy was too girlish to drink matcha milk. In fact, the Song Yi people have always known, just because Bei Mingmo did not meet a real favorite. She was a little helpless: "How long can this boyfriend last?" Bei Mingmo smiled: "I have been together for half a month, but I feel like I am going to divide! Because I have you now, I feel that it is useless for men to use!" She said nothing, suddenly approached Song Yiren and sniffed: "Yiyi, why did I smell masculine on you?" "Where is it?" Song Yi lowered his head and sniffed himself, his heart loosened. This skirt was just bought at the airport. How does it taste? "Eh--" Bei Mingmo narrowed his eyes, like a little fox: "Yi Yi, you have a little expression! You're not honest!" She said nothing, and suddenly her eyes widened: "While you are wearing this body, would you have a boyfriend in this body? Or, fiance? Or is it particularly handsome?" Song Yiren smiled: "I have been watching romance for the past three years? I don't have a boyfriend, I have enough Momo!" If you ask her at this time yesterday, she will also say that she has a boyfriend. But now ... Exactly, she will not need it in the future. "Okay." Bei Mingmo dragged the Song Yi people around the room again, while introducing them, and asked, "Yi Yi, are you still going to school now? What about your family? Are your family getting along well?" " The Song Yi people said it again, remembering something, and asked Bei Mingmo: "Momo, have you been home in the past two years?" "I just watched it from afar." Bei Mingmo said: "But you know, I might be in danger at home when I go back, so ..." She was a little sad: "I don't know if my parents are always worried about me." Song Yiren silently said, "Momo, I actually saw you at the beginning of the month. Mom." "Ah?" Bei Mingmo was a little surprised: "How is mom?" "Momo, there is one more thing, I want to tell you." Song Yiren took a deep breath: "Actually, you still have a twin sister. When she was born, she was taken away and fell into China ... " She said, telling Li Xiaozi the matter again, and lowered her eyes: "We went all the way Ah Zi left, that was her wedding, she left with a smile." Bei Mingmo froze in place, but he was still in a daze, feeling that deep in his heart, a sad emotion never spread. She didn't know whether it was the reaction between the twin sisters. She always felt that this feeling was obviously not strong, but it suppressed the whole heart as if drowning, and it was difficult to break free. "Momo, are you safe to go out now? Is your friend over there to protect you ..." Song Yiren hugged Beibei Mingmo: "If it is safe, you can go with me to see her in the Imperial City." "Okay." Bei Mingmo finally cried out. She pulled Song Yiren and asked, "She really looks like me? Is she the same personality as me? When I was a kid, I envied the twin sisters, but I didn't expect I also have ... but, I ca n’t see it in my life! " Song Yiren flipped out the photo on the phone and handed it to Bei Mingmo: "Momo, look, it's as beautiful as you! But she may not be as good as your nutrition since childhood, so she is shorter than you. She has a good personality Yes, very gentle girl, she does n’t have any problems with you ... " Bei Mingmo's tears crackled and fell: "Woo, Yi, I want to see her with you!" "Okay, let's go back together!" Song Yiren comforted Bei Mingmo. She found that after three years, they had too much to say to each other. In the past three years, life and death have passed between them, spanning thousands of mountains and rivers, although they are no longer their former ones, but between them, they are still the original intentions. In the afternoon of the same day, Song Yiren and Bei Mingmo did not go out in the courtyard. They also had takeaways for dinner, sitting on stone benches in the courtyard together, laughing for a while and crying for a while. It wasn't until the moon on the moon that the Song Yi people kept yawning, and Bei Mingmo urged her to sleep. This was bought by Bei Mingmo's friends several years ago, and they all went to work in the Imperial City, so there was only a girlfriends duo at night. Song Yi came in a hurry and brought nothing, Bei Mingmo found her a nightdress, and the two took a shower and lay on the same bed. Like the night in the dormitory, Song Yi was obviously sleepy, but he still could not bear to sleep. Bei Mingmo saw her eyes fighting and smiled and said, "Obviously, I charged the phone and took a good sleep. Let's continue talking tomorrow!" Song Yiren remembered that the phone had been muted since she saw Beimingmo. At this moment, she saw the message light on it was always green. Many missed calls and WeChat, including Xiao Pei, Pei Jun, and even A Mian. The most can still be played by Gong Lingye. As soon as she opened WeChat, she saw what Gong Lingye sent-- "Nuan Nuan, I'm in Pingcheng. Where are you? I have something to tell you." "Wan Nuan, I'm sorry, I didn't give you absolute security. I have hurt you several times about listening to snow. Where are you? We sat down and I told you all the originals." "Nuan Nuan, did you encounter something? Tell me, let me deal with it." "Wan Nuan, I can't find you, I miss you so much, if you don't want to see me, then send me a message to make sure you are safe, and I'm relieved." Song Yiren looked at the news, hesitated for a few seconds, and responded to Gong Lingye: "Mr. Gong, I'm fine, thank you for your concern." After sending the message, she turned off her phone directly. At the other end of the network, in a hotel in Pingcheng, Gong Lingye's personal doctor was helping to change his leg injury. He heard the phone ringing, and regardless of the doctor's bandage, he stood up. Picking up the phone, Gong Lingye saw a polite and alienated words from Song Yiren: "Mr. Gong, I'm fine, thank you for your concern." His breath choked. He really, returned all her courage to her original form.